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Monday, November 12, 2012

The Wild Ones

Passion as hot as midnight in the South and love as wild as the horses they tame.

Camille “Cami” Hines is the darling daughter of the South’s champion thoroughbred breeder, Jack Hines. She has a pedigree that rivals some of her father’s best horses. Other than feeling a little suffocated at times, Cami thought she was pretty happy with her boyfriend, her life and her future.

But that was before she met Patrick Henley.

“Trick” blurs the lines between what Cami wants and what is expected of her. He’s considered the “help,” which is forbidden fruit as far as her father is concerned, not to mention that Trick would be fired if he ever laid a hand on her. And Trick needs his job. Desperately. His family depends on him.

The heart wants what the heart wants, though, and Trick and Cami are drawn to each other despite the obstacles. At least the ones they know of.

When Trick stumbles upon a note from his father, it triggers a series of revelations that could ruin what he and Cami have worked so hard to overcome. It turns out there’s more to Trick’s presence at the ranch than either of them knew, secrets that could tear them apart.

EXERPT:

“Any guy would have to be out of his mind to leave you alone
at a party for one second.”

“I’m not alone.”

She turns around to her friend, but she’s gone.“Well, I wasn’t
alone.”

“But now you are.”

She nods her head, but doesn’t try to make any excuses to
leave.She just watches me.And I watch her.

This might be the only
chance you get, Trick.

I take a step closer.She doesn’t move away.“There is
one thing I should’ve told you last night,” I say, taking one more step toward
her.I reach out and loop one long fiery
curl around my finger and bring it to my mouth. It feels like silk and smells
like strawberries.

“What’s that?” she asks, her voice a little breathless.

“I don’t mind a little competition”

“You don’t?”

“No, but I hate to lose.”

“Do you lose often?”

I lean down, my face only inches away from hers.I watch those incredible eyes as they flit
between my mouth and my eyes over and over again.

“Never,” I whisper.

And then I press my lips to hers.They’re soft and warm and just as lush as
they look.I keep expecting her to pull
away, but she doesn’t.

Deciding to make the most of my one shot, I slide my fingers
into her heavy hair and tilt her head to the side.Her lips part and I slip my tongue right
between them.

The inside of her mouth tastes like sugar and mint.I tease the tip of her tongue and it flirts
back a little with mine.What really
surprises me is when I feel her hand at my waist. Her fingers fist in my
shirt.She’s holding on for dear life.

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